The big fish had finally taken the bait.
Duan Lingtian who was hiding in the dark looked at the two people who were blocking Bai Li Hong's path calmly.
One of the two people was wearing a dragon robe. His identity was obvious. He was none other than the Windfall Nation's Emperor, Zhu Yuan.
Although this was also Duan Lingtian's first time meeting Zhu Yuan, he could guess his identity based on his attire. After all, the dragon robe was the Emperor's exclusive attire.
Although this was his first time meeting Zhu Yuan, it did not mean Duan Lingtian did not know him.
Not only that, when he was still a Revered Elder of Situ Clan, he had heard of Zhu Yuan, the Windfall Nation's Emperor, more than once. He knew he was one of the most powerful people in the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family, a Refined Saint Stage powerhouse!
The other person was a middle-aged man with a curly beard. Coupled with his messy long hair, he looked like a human-shaped lion from afar.
'Since he's standing next to Zhu Yuan, this person must be one of the Refined Saint Stage powerhouses in the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family.'
Duan Lingtian speculated inwardly.
While Duan Lingtian was speculating, Zhu Yuan and the other person who blocked Bai Li Hong's path did not make things difficult for him. Instead, they looked around as though they were looking for something.
After a while, Zhu Yuan opened his mouth and said, "Friend, I'm the Windfall Nation's Emperor, Zhu Yuan. There seems to be some misunderstanding between you and the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family. I wonder if you can come out for a chat? "
Zhu Yuan's tone was very polite. He did not seem like the Emperor of a sixth-rate Saint Nation at all.
"The Windfall Nation's Emperor?"
At the same time, when Bai Li Hong heard Zhu Yuan's self-introduction and saw the dragon robe he was wearing, he immediately regained his senses. The person who was blocking his path was actually the Windfall Nation's Emperor, Zhu Yuan.
However, he was only slightly surprised when he found out the other person was the Windfall Nation's Emperor. He did not feel anything else.
So what if he was the Windfall Nation's Emperor?
Behind him was a powerhouse who was not afraid of Master Yun who was treated as a VIP by the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family.
That was his Junior Brother's friend!
"Let's talk about it when everyone's here."
Duan Lingtian, who was hiding in the dark, said faintly. His voice was still pretending to be hoarse, and no one could associate this voice with his real self.
The voices came from all directions and entered the Zhu Yuan duo's ears, causing them to involuntarily frown.
Wait until everyone is here?
What did he mean?
Soon after, a middle-aged man and an old man appeared. Zhu Yuan and the curly bearded man beside him finally reacted and understood what the hidden powerhouse meant.
"Master Yun!"
"Uncle!"
After the middle-aged man and the old man appeared, Zhu Yuan and the curly bearded man beside him hurriedly bowed. The first person they bowed to was not the old man, but the middle-aged man. After bowing to the middle-aged man, they bowed to the old man.
Although the old man was an elder of the Zhu Yuan duo, he did not dare to overstep his boundaries in front of the middle-aged man.
Therefore, when the old man saw the two of them greet the middle-aged man first, not only was the old man not angry, he even felt that it was normal.
In fact, this person was a powerhouse from a quasi third-rate force. Although his strength was nothing in a quasi third-rate force, he was almost invincible in Windfall Nation.
The peak of the Refined Saint Stage!
In the history of Windfall Nation, perhaps there were powerhouses who had broken through to this stage, but there was almost no one who stayed in Windfall Nation after breaking through to this stage.
"Yes."
The middle-aged man merely responded indifferently when Zhu Yuan and the curly bearded man bowed to him. On the other hand, the old man responded with a smile.
However, when the old man's gaze landed on Bai Li Hong, the smile on his face disappeared and was replaced with a grave expression. "You're Bai Li Hong?"
When Bai Li Hong heard Zhu Yuan addressing the old man as Uncle, he could already guess his identity.
In the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family, there was only one person who was addressed as Uncle by the Windfall Nation's Emperor. He was none other than Zhu Mu Ci, the strongest powerhouse in the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family whose cultivation base was at the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage.
Faced with Zhu Mu Ci's condescending question, Bai Li Hong frowned but did not reply.
Although Zhu Mu Ci was very strong and could easily kill him, Bai Li Hong was not someone who was afraid of death. Naturally, he would not bow before Zhu Mu Ci.
Moreover, he had a backer so there was no need for him to be afraid of Zhu Mu Ci.
"Huh?"
Zhu Mu Ci's expression turned grave when he saw Bai Li Hong merely glanced at him indifferently after hearing his words before ignoring him.
As the strongest powerhouse in Windfall Nation and the Imperial Uncle of the Windfall Nation's Emperor, put aside the fact that he had a transcendent position in the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family, even outside the Windfall Nation's people who knew about his identity were both respectful and fearful of him.
However, today, he was ignored by an Early Pristine Saint Stage Martial Cultivator!
This was undoubtedly a form of humiliation to him!
"How dare you!"
When Zhu Mu Ci's expression turned grave, two loud voices resonated in unison. It was none other than the Windfall Nation's Emperor, Zhu Yuan, and the curly-bearded man next to him who were glaring at Bai Li Hong. Their words were filled with rage.
In the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family, not only was Zhu Mu Ci the strongest powerhouse, but he was also the pillar of support for the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family.
In Zhu Yuan and the curly-bearded man's eyes, Zhu Mu Ci was not only the guardian of the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family, but he was also their senior.
A large part of the reason why they could achieve their current cultivation was because of Zhu Mu Ci's unstinting guidance.
A teacher was like a father. In their hearts, Zhu Mu Ci had long been their father.
However, someone actually dared to ignore their father. Moreover, this person was only an Early Pristine Saint Stage Martial Cultivator. How could they not be furious?
"Zhu Lie, kill him!"
Zhu Mu Ci's eyes gleamed sharply as he shouted coldly.
"Yes, Imperial Uncle!"
The person whom Zhu Mu Ci addressed as Zhu Lie was the curly-bearded man next to Zhu Yuan. When he heard Zhu Mu Ci's words, he immediately flew out and dove toward Bai Li Hong. He was like a goshawk that saw Bai Li Hong as its prey.
No matter what, Zhu Lie was an Early Refined Saint Stage Martial Cultivator. The moment he made his move, Bai Li Hong felt pressured, causing him to feel a little suffocated.
Even his waist, which was as straight as the shaft of a spear, was gradually bending down.
"Hurmph!"
At this moment, a cold snort resonated in the air as a golden sword ray flashed across the sky. It appeared before everyone's eyes in just a blink of an eye before disappearing in just a blink of an eye.
In just a blink of an eye, Zhu Lie who was originally charging toward Bai Li Hong retreated in a wretched manner.
"What a fast sword!"
After retreating, Zhu Lie only felt that his back was full of cold sweat. Just now, that golden sword light had almost brushed past his head.
Fortunately, he did not unleash his full strength when he attacked Bai Li Hong earlier so he managed to stop himself in time. If he had unleashed his full strength, he would not have been able to stop himself due to the inertia. If that was the case, he would have definitely died.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
At the same time, whether it was Zhu Lie, Zhu Yuan, Zhu Mu Ci, or Master Yun, all four of them were looking at Bai Li Hong in unison.
Naturally, they were not looking at Bai Li Hong. Instead, they were looking at a young man who appeared after the golden sword ray appeared.
The young man had an ordinary appearance. He was the kind of person who would not stand out in a crowd.
However, other than Master Yun who claimed to be from a quasi third-rate force who was looking at the young man with disdain, Zhu Mu Ci and the other two had a solemn expression on their faces.
This was because they knew this ordinary-looking young man's cultivation base was at the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage or above.
In the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family, only Zhu Mu Ci was a match for someone whose cultivation base was at the Intermediate Refined Saint Stage or above.
However, faced with this expressionless young man, Zhu Mu Ci did not feel confident at all.
Even he could clearly feel the threat contained in the golden sword light that flashed by just now.
When one's cultivation base reached his level, one would have a particularly sharp sense of smell in many aspects. This ordinary-looking young man before him gave him a dangerous feeling.
"Humph! A Refined Saint Stage Martial Cultivator from the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family actually dares to kill a Pristine Saint Stage Martial Cultivator? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others? "
Finally, the young man Duan Lingtian disguised as spoke. His voice was still hoarse.
Upon hearing Duan Lingtian's words, Zhu Lie's expression turned grave.
"That's only if you can leave the palace alive and spread the news!"
Zhu Mu Ci sneered.
"You're that Intermediate Refined Saint Stage Martial Cultivator from the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family?"
Duan Lingtian asked as he glanced at Zhu Mu Ci indifferently.
"So what if I am?"
Zhu Mu Ci continued to sneer.
If it was said that he was still wary of Duan Lingtian in the beginning, after he obtained the support of the middle-aged man next to him, he no longer treated Duan Lingtian as a threat.
Perhaps, this young man was stronger than him, but he could not be compared to the person next to him at all.
The person next to him was a powerhouse at the peak of the Refined Saint Stage.
Moreover, the person next to him had even transmitted his voice to him earlier, saying he was confident he could deal with this young man. For this reason, he was not worried at all.
"It seems like you've taken him as your backer?"
Earlier, he had seen the hint of fear in Zhu Mu Ci's eyes when he looked at him. That was the behavior of a weakling. At the very least, Zhu Mu Ci had admitted he was no match for him.
However, Zhu Mu Ci had acted out of character.
Naturally, Duan Lingtian could guess why Zhu Mu Ci acted out of character. It was most likely related to the middle-aged man next to him.
Moreover, the Windfall Nation's Emperor, Zhu Yuan, and Zhu Lie had addressed this middle-aged man as Master Yun.
The middle-aged man was none other than the Martial Cultivator at the peak of the Refined Saint Stage!
He was also the guest of honor of the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family and the person who severely injured Zi Yun, the Sect Leader of Drift Blaze Sect.
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